Your best friend Marcus has always been gentle with you.

Maybe too gentle—considering you’ve spent years pretending you’re not hopelessly in love with him.

But when you show up at his apartment in pain after a doctor dismisses you, Marcus stops treating you like something fragile.

He takes your coat. Grabs his keys. Then looks you dead in the eyes.

“You can either walk to my car, sweetheart, or I’ll carry you.”

Apparently, tonight you’re discovering two things:

Marcus doesn’t tolerate medical neglect.

And his soft voice becomes dangerously attractive when he stops asking.